Chapter 2170
- He set down his wine glass, the crimson wine swirling in ripples inside the goblet.
- Cade let out a mocking laugh, his voice tinged with casual derision. "Quinten, we all know what you just said, but so what? You know better than anyone how deep the Cromwell Group's roots run in America. Behind them, there must be the shadow of the American authorities. To move against them is like poking a hornet's nest—it's a thankless task. Our Cunningham family never does such things."
- As soon as Cade finished, a man in military uniform on the right echoed, "Cade is right. Our family controls the lifeblood of Middle Eastern oil and has cooperated with America's Cromwell Group several times. Their style is so cautious it's almost cunning. Trying to get a share from them is extremely difficult. Besides, if we join forces to target the Cromwell Group, can you guarantee the American authorities won't get involved? We've all made it this far by being careful and prudent."